Last September, after an intense month of work, Murk and I booked a weekend trip to Montréal, 6 years after we went on a trip there in the early days of our friendship.
This trip was much-needed. I was about to leave for Dresden for three months, and Murk had just finished her thesis. It marked the end of an era (~1 year) during which we worked in the same building (on the same floor), met outside for coffee breaks, and shared french presses of tea and comfort.
After a typically haggard Megabus journey, this was the first bud we met in the neighbourhood.
Obviously we stopped by St. Viateur and Café Myriade on our first morning.
Followed by a nice stop at Jean Talon.
We peeped a couple of fashionistas on the street.
The next morning we went to a place called Larry's, which had amazing tapas-style breakfast.
That afternoon, we hung around Café Bloom and surrounds before making our way back to Mile End.
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